Chapter 360 – Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family

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Their daughter-in-law was so generous, it made them feel a bit stingy!

There was also a skincare set in the bag. Romeo recognized the various bottles and jars and guessed that it must be a hydrating and whitening set developed by Mirabella herself.

“Dear Mirabella, you are so thoughtful.” Jennifer couldn’t help but give her a warm hug. She had brought so many gifts at once.

This was the first time Mirabella had been hugged so closely by a woman she’d only met twice.

“You are just too good.’ Jennifer was almost moved to tears, this daughter-in-law was simply too satisfactory.

Upon opening the gift box, George exclaimed, “These are Labella’s works? Six pieces?”

This daughter-in-law was really extravagant!

She bought six pieces all at once!

After all, the first piece was already impossible to find on the market? Even with an offer of up to thirty million dollars, no one was willing to sell.

Where did Bella buy them?

Did she spend a lot of money?

At that moment, Jennifer suddenly had a thought and couldn’t help asking, “Bella, you’re not Labella, are you?”

At her words, Mirabella felt all eyes turn to her.

“The handwriting on the blessing you wrote for George is just like Labella’s.” Jennifer knew her pretty daughter-in-law had a lot of aliases, and she could accept even one more.

Now, her eyes were filled with anticipation and a little certainty.

“What blessing?” Phillip and Shirley were puzzled, not knowing what Jennifer was talking about.

“It was last night. Bella wrote a blessing for George and signed it.”

Jennifer explained, then nudged George with her elbow and raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t that right?”

“Yes.” George immediately pulled out his notebook for everyone to see.

The author was Mirabelle.

The handwriting was graceful and imposing.

Romeo, who had seen this lady’s writing in private, could confirm that these characters were penned by

her.

But she was Labella.

He hadn’t expected that.

“Really?” Jennifer looked at Mirabella expectantly.

Knowing she couldn’t keep her alias a secret any longer, Mirabella could only nod in admission.

Seeing this, Jennifer was even more delighted. “I knew she was Labella! I really guessed it right!”

George couldn’t believe that the calligraphy master Labella, whom he had always admired, was his own daughter-in-law.

A strong feeling of joy and shock surged in his heart.

“The prescription Bella wrote last night, and this blessing, whether it’s the size of the characters or the strength of the strokes, they’re all the same as Labella’s, I really guessed it right.”

Jennifer was both happy and surprised, wondering how this little girl had managed to cultivate so many skills, any one of which could be praised.

“I also like Labella’s writing, but I never thought Labella would be Bella.’ Phillip was surprised and burst into laughter. This coincidence was really amazing.

“These characters are written so well.” Shirley generously praised, “Bella, you’re really outstanding, truly excellent.”

“George, you said you were going away for a few days, so why don’t I keep these six works for you? It would be such a pity if they got damaged.’ Phillip started to eye his son’s gift.

George quickly hugged the six original works of Labella in his arms and smiled calmly. “Dad, don’t worry, I already have a place in mind for these six works.”

“They’ll get dusty if you hang them up; better keep them in my safe; it’s both safer and cleaner.”

“Dad, I have a safe too.”

“You can’t always be guarding the safe. Unlike me, I can open it and look every day. What if they get stolen? I think Bella’s works would be best kept with me.”

George was frustrated and could only turn to Shirley with a pleading look.

Shirley gave her husband a reproachful look and laughed. “This is a gift from your daughter-in-law to your son; what are you thinking! Didn’t Bella also give you a gift?”

“Bella gave me medicine for strengthening the body, which is different from calligraphy works.” Phillip was still looking hopefully at the calligraphy in his son’s hands.

“You don’t want those body-strengthening medicines? Then give them to me.” George reached out to take them.

Phillip quickly hugged the medicine in his arms. “When did I say I didn’t want them?”

He just wanted more!

Mirabella chuckled. “Grandpa, if you like, I can write for you in the future, whatever you want.”

“Really?” Phillip was pretty shocked, but more so thrilled. He didn’t expect this kid to be so understanding and dutiful. Compared to his son, it’s like night and day.

“Don’t pressure Mirabella too much.” Romeo chimed in from the side, “Her words are worth a fortune.

Dr. Bell’s medical fees, free meal cards, various jewelry. Don’t overdo it.”

Well, look who’s playing the knight in shining armor now!

George noticed his son seemed a bit upset. But since they stepped into the room, no one seemed to pay him any attention.

“Mirabella, you can come over and write a few pieces for me in the future!” Phillip blatantly disregarded his grandson’s words and turned to Mirabella with a smile. “I’m a big fan of calligraphy, and we can discuss some Calligraphy issues face-to-face.”

Mirabella smiled and said, “Sure:”

Brodie, who was standing nearby, cleared his throat to remind them after half an hour of their various topics discussion.

“Phillip, Shirley, the lady has been here for half an hour. Shall we let the waiter serve the dishes?”

They’ve kept people hungry for half an hour.

“Oh right, we totally forgot about that in the excitement!” Shirley was a bit embarrassed, they invited her for dinner but ended up talking for ages. This kid must be hungry, right?

“Let’s get the food served.’ Phillip didn’t realize that half an hour had passed amidst the chatter and instinctively shifted the blame. “Brodie, we were too excited and forgot about it, why didn’t you remind us earlier?”

Brodie was used to it and even wore a smile. “Yeah, yeah, it’s all my fault.”

“What did Mirabella gift you?” Phillip moved closer to his wife while waiting for the dishes, eager to take a peek at the gift box in her hand.

Shirley tucked away the gift box, not letting him see. “We’re about to eat; let’s check it out after dinner.”

“Let’s take a quick look.” Phillip was curious to know if there were any calligraphy or painting works inside.

Shirley refused and handed the gift box to Brodie for safekeeping.

Phillip glared at Brodie.

Brodie was also in a bind: “Sorry, Phillip, but Shirley’s the boss in this house. You can check it out after the meal!”

Phillip was a bit disappointed.

After a while, he couldn’t help but ask his son, “You mentioned that Mirabella drew a painting for me, where is it?”

George looked a bit deflated. “Didn’t I ask Mr. Brodie to give it to you when we got home last night?”

Phillip was too busy blaming them for their frequent world tours and rare home visits to notice what the gift was. Now he was filled with curiosity. “Can you tell me what Bella drew?”

He was dying to see it!

“I have a photo of it on my phone.” At this point, George seemed to remember something, took out his phone, opened his gallery, and let his father take a look.

Just one glance, and Phillip was deeply impressed by the artistic conception and technique of the painting.

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